As night descends, a pall falls upon life. I find myself in the middle of the meaningless chaos and the mind-numbing emptiness in this absurd universe. I feel cold, terribly cold, alone, out here in my mind.
I try to find meaning, but I can’t seem to accept the absurdity that life brings, the infinitesimal and hideous atoms of reality.
Your texts become hazy and they fade out. The light goes out. As I stare at the ceiling, it crashes down. Alone, in this nefarious surreality of mine, the night descends upon me.
Okay, I know what you are thinking! But no, the night isn’t my arch-nemesis and I am completely okay!
It’s just that I was reading about Absurdism when a sudden deluge of inspiration produced a musing.
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© Tryst with mind- 07/07/2020